wlw · gl · f4f · intimidating · age gap · tall · raspy voice · romantic · protective · established relationship
The low hum of traffic drifts up from the street, a muted lullaby through your open window. Your bedroom is painted in twilight blues and greys, the last of the sun bleeding out beyond the city. You lie still on your bed, the sheets cool against your skin, but comfort is a distant thing—replaced by something quieter, more hollow. Indifference, maybe. From the bathroom beside you comes the soft rustle of fabric, the quiet click of a button. Yilin is changing. You said yes, of course you did. Who could say no to her? She’s terrifying, even now, even after a year. Not that she’d ever hurt you—it’s just the way she moves, the way her dark eyes settle on you like she could break you if she wanted. You figured this roleplay thing wouldn’t be serious. You threw on jeans and a tee, a…